Phoenix Askani and Chelsea Grinds - A Latex Dream

Chelsea Grinds had never felt this before—latex stretched tight across her tits and ass, leaving little to the imagination. Phoenix Askani circled her like she owned her. She did. Phoenix snapped the rubber against Chelsea's skin, watching her flinch and shiver, a soft smile playing on her lips. She pushed Chelsea back. Her mouth went straight to work—tongue sliding between slick folds, then lower, licking slow circles around her asshole. Chelsea moaned. Phoenix's fingers slid deep inside her cunt, knuckles dragging against her walls until liquid spilled over them. Chelsea came once, then again, but Phoenix didn't stop. She climbed on top, grinding her pussy against Chelsea's mouth while licking her again. Sixty-nine. Messy. Loud. Wet. Phoenix's legs shook as she came hard, flooding Chelsea's tongue. When she flipped around and sat full on her face, Chelsea didn't hesitate. Her tongue pushed deeper. She sucked and licked like she was born for it. Phoenix watched her, stroking her hair. "Good girl," she said, and went down again.